Passion Nightstorm

[Passion Nightstorm]

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Basic Info
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Name: Passion Nightstorm
Gender: Female
Species: Fox
Age: Twenty-One

Birthdate: 24th September

Height: 5'9; 175cms
Weight: 56.5kgs; 124lbs

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Weapons and Ships
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Weapons:
• Lutra; a simple pistol and Passion's only firepower, excluding her ship's cannons. She recieved it from an otter when she was young, but cannot remember, today, what his name was - or even who he was.

• Bang and Boom; Passion's favourite, and most destructive weapons, are Bang and Boom, two cannons she personally uses. The closest thing she has ever felt to love, would be towards Bang and Boom, both of which she keeps in impeccable condition. She actually talks to them, and seems to favour Boom ever-so-slightly more, but will kill any crew member who even dares drop a hint to Bang.

• Scar; so named for the scratch running up the blade's long, narrow length, Scar is a simple, unadorned blade that is thin, sturdy, and dangerous in Passion's paws. It's hilt is tattered, and decayed bandages are wound about it, stains of blood from boths he and her opponent evidence of how little the vixen bothers to change the bandages.

Ship: Bloodwake [Captain]
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History
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Background:

Passion was born into a family of pirates; her mother was rather young when she had her, only twenty-two when she was born. Her mother was the chef of an ally of her father's ship, where he was First-Mate, so although there was a little bit of discontent between the two ships, no one opposed the two's love, and the two married in a remarkably short time. Passion's father had been rather sexist when it came to female pirates, but when Passion was born he was determined to be the father of the most powerful female pirate sailing the seas - and so began her training.

Her father constantly drilled her, beginning his lessons as soon as she could walk and talk. She became a "daddy's girl", and absolutely idolised her father; as for her mother, she was a spiteful creature who's vile temper she could inherit. Her mother instantly resented her, for the arrival of Passion had completely crushed her pirating career - and just as it was approaching it's peak. So, she bore a grudge against her daughter, which prevented her from treating Passion with motherly care; Passion could feel her mother's coldness, and so decided to turn her back completely on her mother and use her full attention to admire her father.

Passion's father got her pirate career kick-started on a small but brutal ship; her father convinced the ship's Captain to take on his 'son', and under the alias of Edward Nightstorm, she became a swabbie. She was just fourteen, when this happened, and eager to get away from home; for seven seasons after her birth, her mother decided to bring another young scoundrel into the world - Mercy Nightstorm. Mercy was more than capable of becoming a respected pirate, but he had a kind heart - one that would not kill. Passion's mother lavished all her care upon the sweet Mercy, and both disgusted by his soft nature and driven by jealousy, she grew to hate the kit.

A year passed with Passion on the ship; she had become a hardworking crew member, but was often mocked for having the "face of a pretty girl". She managed to keep her identity a secret, but several weeks after her fifteenth birthday, her true gender was revealed to a friend by accident, Lanark, only a season older than herself. She offered to spend the night with him in order to keep her gender a secret, and he accepted, and seemed develop interest in Passion afterwards, threatening her with her secret, forcing her into a relationship with him.

This relationship continued for several months, but soon the crew began to notice Lanark and "Edward's" closeness, and questioned Lanark's orientation. Full of manly pride, it wasn't long before Lanark could hold his tongue no longer against the taunts, and so divulged Passion's secret. The Captain would not stand for there to be a female on his ship, and promptly kicked her off his ship at the nearest isle; the sixteen-year-old vixen became a stow-away to reach Rita Isle, where her family was surprised to see her. Her father, upon hearing how the ship had so ruthlessly abandoned her, immediately demanded compensation; he was a well-known, powerful figure on the seas, and the ship coughed up a large percentage of their money, as well as offering a place back at the ship for Passion.

To everyone's surprise, Passion declined, instead appealing to her father for more training; he agreed, and he spent the next two years training his daughter. Her training was completely finished when she was eighteen, which was also when her little brother - eleven years old - was to be taken to a small school on another isle, so as to be well-educated and contribute positively in society. Before he left, he said quiet goodbyes to his sister; Passion was outraged by this, and struck him, blinding him in the left eye. Her mother was absolutely furious with her, whilst her father decided to stay out of, which in turn infuriated Passion's mother all-the-more.

After her brother left for the school, Passion left too, joining a crew that knew full-well she was a vixen; she at first had to prove her skills, but once that had been done, she was accepted as a swabbie. Gradually, at a steady pace, she rose through the ranks of the crew - a combination of her brutality, good looks and sleaziness eventually earning her the coveted rank of Captain. Her influence soon began to spread throughout the ocean, and she now currently has ahold of the Isle of Rita, as well as a small fortune; she is rumoured to be filthy rich, but has many large gambling debts to pay off, so it not nearly as weathy as she is portrayed as.

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Appearance
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Appearance:

Passion Nightstorm strikes an imposing figure; tall, with broad, powerful shoulders, it is quiet clear that the majority of her strength lies within her torso. Her form is curvaceous, and the vixen knows how to casually flaunt her frame; there always seems to be a swing to her hips, and a swagger in her step. Woven over her skin is threads of vivid orange, coupled with several stitches of dark red, her pelt's quilt work completed by a chin and chest dusted a snowy white, and ears, arms and legs a faint, soft blackish-gray.

There are many, who often despise Passion, that cannot help but praise the fox's beauty; she has an unusually sweet face for a pirate, that can instantly warp into a viscious snarl if she should need to intimidate somebeast, or express fury. The two orbs set evenly into her features are like pure cerulean, and shine with the strangest innocence; they mirror the same naiveness, the same trust of but a young babe, but Passion is anything but innocent. She is able to make them harden and grow cold as she pleases - able to banish the childishness from her brilliant optics at any given time. Yet it always managed to seep back in after her anger has faded.

Clothing:

When at sea, vanities are not an option; as such, Passion wears garments that are suitable for wear-and-tear, with no adornment visible. Her upper half is clad in a simple, sleeved shirt that bears her narrow midriff, the hem throuroughly torn and tattered. Her shirt is a shade of foggy blue, nearly grey, and excess material tends to gather at her shoulders often. After long stretch of stomach, a standard brown belt is buckled low on her hips, which holds up faint green pants that trail down to her calfs. Her left ear is pierced with a single golden earring; this is the basic appearance of Passion, but when living in Tyrlo Vivi's Regnant Manner, the beaver lends her many lovely dresses. Passion, when in the Mannor, commonly wears a dress of a rich purple, with a wide skirt; when in the clothes of the rich, the vixen's facade appears to be more gentle, but with her attitude, this is not the case.

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Personality
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⇒ Likes
• Wine
• Gambling
• Getting her way
• Being Captain

⇒ Dislikes
• Losing
• Being rejected
• Rivals
• Snitches

Personality:

;; Vile-tempered...

What makes Passion Nightstorm so very brutal, is her temperment; it is a vile, filthy thing, that enables her to infuse malice and cruelty into her voice and actions. Largely inherited from her unpleasant mother, and sharpened with the various hardships life has thrust at Passion, the fox is quick to lash out with her temper. It if difficult for her to keep under check, and it will often flare brutally when she feels she has the under-hand of an arguement or fight; if she is at an advantage, however, her bad temper can transform into derogatory smugness.

;; Tight-lipped...

One of the vixen's pet peeves, happens to be snitches; she'll happily blow any creature's head off, if they trade-out a friend - even if they do it to please her. She detests it, and so staunchly sticks by her word as a pirate, and will never tattle once a deal has been struck. She believes secrets are worth dying for, and her honesty in this area is one of her very few admirable qualities.

;; Seductive...

Passion is a cunning creature; she was not born with natural charm, but rather learnt 'the art' of charming males through trial-and-error. Now, there are very few creatures who can resist her wiles, and she often studies a creature as she interacts with them, learning what makes them pleased, what discontents them - then using this to her own advantage. She is an expert seductress, but only when she benefits out of it - she craves money, jewels, and necessary information, and is quick to turn on her charms when the need arises.

;; Analysing...

Passion hates to make mistakes, to minimize her own errors, she observes the errors of others; she is quick-witted, and soon her mind began to expand to not only analyse the mistakes of others, but to observe their attributes, demeanour - she began to take note of every single aspect, and became quicker and quicker at deciding how they would help an opponent, and better at pushing them into some form of stereotype.

;; Friendly...

To an opponent or rival, she is malicious and cold-hearted, but Passion is remarkably tolerant and cheerful towards her crewmates. The determined vixen only seems to demand order on her ship when important announcements are to be made, or if she needs to silence any rebellion. Although she is the undisputed Captain, she hangs around even the lowest corsair, and is quick to befriend him or even her - for the Bloodwake does not discriminate against gender. She enjoys gambling away her earnings on her ship, and battling it out in drinking contents.

;; Brave...

Being a female Captain - and a damn good one at that - required guts. With eighty percent of the male population continously doubting her abilities, it forced Passion to prove herself - to take resists, become stronger, be brave. And now, the vixen is over-confidenty and gutsy, ready and eager to take on any challenge.

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Basic Info
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Name:
Banana;
introduces himself as 'Banny'
Gender:
Male
Species:
Monkey
Age:
Twenty-Eight

Birthdate:
April 1st

Height:
5'7
Weight:
104 lbs

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Weapons and Ships
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Weapons:

xx Banny carries very few weapons on him, simply because he always seems to misplace them. To date, he has lost forty-seven daggers, and twelve swords. Most of these were stolen, but some of these were given to him, and he regrets losing them. As such, he is only trusted with scabby, rusted knives; unfortunately, he enjoys throwing these, and although he has good aim - he is easily distracted. He is better at using his fists, and is extremely quick and agile.

Ship: Starsailor [Lookout/ Resident Craze?]

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Appearance
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Appearance:

Light, long-legged and spindly, Banny resembles any other specimen of his species; brown fur lines his body, almost caramel in colouration, and fades to an off-white in certain places like his chest and stomach. His pelt is short, ruffled, but also very clean; Banny is more hygienic than others, simply because he loves to swim. A short goatee hangs from his chin, and his hair is hidden underneath a pirate cap, which has been known to tumble off as he climbs wildly up and down rigging.

He has wide brown eyes with a perpetually shocked gleam in their depths; they are quick, decisive, and rarely miss a thing, making him the perfect candidate for a watchman. He is extremely active at night, but tends to mellow out in the daytime, and becomes lifeless at 3 o'clock in the evening. He treasures his prehensile tail, and would rather hold things with it, rather than his five-fingered hands.

Clothing:

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Personality
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⇒ Likes
• Bananas
• Climbing
• Sleeping

⇒ Dislikes
• Women
• Stuffs
• Other Stuffs x3

Personality:

Insane. That would be the first word that would spring to mind, for that is what he is. Highly intelligent, but extremely unstable, his words are as fast as his movements, and he always seems to be swinging or running around, and hitting or talking to inanimate objects. He is prone to laughing in his sleep, and screaming out random phrases in Pig Latin; he is not a desirable room-mate. He is a fun, crazy extrovert that has nothing to hide; he is extremely suspicious, and is well-known for his infamous 'puppy pout' which makes his features look like a squashed toad. He harbours a deep, irrational fear of women, and upon sight will attack them, before fleeing cowardly accompanied by several bullets from a pistol.